Chapter 682: Silly Bird

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Although the weeping blood golden crow in front of him is not the same as Liu Yi imagined. But its strength cannot be underestimated.

The weeping blood golden crow flapped its wings, and around them, a circle of dark blue flames encircled them.

Its lantern-like eyes stared at Qin Chaoyu, and Qin Chaoyu's golden black stone sensed it. It's the same way, it's able to sense the presence of the golden crowstone.

The golden black stone is not only useful for people casting spirits, but also for it. If it gets the Golden Crow Stone, its strength can be upgraded to another level.

"Do it!" Liu Yi said to Lian Yan and them, and the sword in his hand was one and the same, and countless sword blades pointed directly at the weeping blood golden crow in the air.

Lian Yan twisted his hands, and a circle appeared in front of her, a circle made of swords.

As her spiritual power poured into it, countless blades flew out of the circle. The blade of the sword seemed to have spirituality, flying irregularly in the air, but the target was all weeping blood and golden crow.

The power of each blade is like the power of a monk who has turned into ten mortals with his life's strength.

Liu Yi's realignment is very strong, but in addition to the hardness, the other sword blades cannot be compared with Lian Yan's blades.

Even the moves used by Rou Liu Yi also know.

The immortal family is inferior to the martial arts, and ten thousand swords are born.

Ten thousand swords are born, no more, no less, ten thousand sword blades. This is not an imaginary number, the power of each sword is like the power of a monk who is one realm lower than himself to explode.

Lian Yan is the ninefold entry to the Dao, and the ten thousand swords are born in the entry realm, and the power exerted is the ninefold transformation of mortals, and the penetrating ones are the ten folds of transformation and the promotion of a small realm.

The power of a tenfold cultivator's self-explosion may not be so strong, especially for a person who has entered the ninefold realm.

However, if it is the power of 10,000 monks who have turned into ten mortals to blow themselves up. This is enough to blow up a mountain range, all of them on one person, you can imagine how destructive it is.

Facing these flying blades, the Weeping Blood Golden Crow sensed the danger. There was a roar in its mouth, and a cloud of blue flames erupted from its mouth.

The flying sword, before it could get close to it, was frozen by the dark blue flames.

The flame was not hot, but extremely cold, freezing all the blades of Lian Yan's sword in the air.

When Liu Yi's sword blade flew out, it was not spared, and it was also frozen.

As for Mu Qingshuang, she cast the waning moon attack on the weeping blood golden crow. The fireworks on the Weeping Blood Golden Crow rose up, forming a huge mouth on its back, directly swallowing the waning moon descending from the moon.

Liu Yi and Lian Yan were trying to control the blade to break through the ice. However, what they did, there was no reaction at all.

It was as if the sword had separated them from a world.

And the Weeping Blood Golden Crow didn't seem to have much strength to spare, and didn't attack Liu Yi and them. It seems to be preparing something.

After a while, Liu Yi found that in the solid ice, a faint blue fire appeared again.

The firelight swam in the ice, and the firelight kept swimming and fading.

The flames, which had been originally blue, eventually became almost colorless, requiring the naked eye to see very carefully.

Moreover, the flame seems to be extinguished at any moment.

A near-colorless glow of fire approached the blade and attached to it.

Liu Yi found that Guiyi had become fiery red, as if it was about to melt.

The blade of the ten thousand swords of Lian Yan is different from the one that is one.

Although Guiyi was divided by the sword in Liu Yi's hand, it was still a sword that could be used alone. Moreover, being one is extraordinary, even if it is a divine weapon, it cannot be compared.

Lian Yan's blade was not as tenacious as Liu Yi's Guiyi, it was attached to it by the flame, and after only a while, it melted into a liquid state, and finally, it completely dissolved in the ice.

Weeping Blood Jin Crow found a sword blade that couldn't melt Liu Yi. He screamed as if he was angry.

It seemed to be competing, and the almost colorless flames grew more and more, enveloping them in one.

"Love is tough, isn't it, if you want to melt, come on. Liu Yi's spiritual power urged, and Guiyi once again differentiated into dense swords and flew over.

He didn't need much effort to sustain it, because the stupid bird would freeze them all.

Sure enough, when these swords flew out. The Weeping Blood Crow manipulated the dark blue flames to freeze them again.

The Weeping Blood Golden Crow sucked at the solid ice that had frozen Lian Yan's blade before, only to see the ice shrink rapidly in the air and enter its mouth.

At this time, its strength has increased again, and it is stronger than before.

Liu Yi only understood why it had to compete with Guiyi at this time, it melted those swords and absorbed them, which could improve its own strength.

It found that it is difficult to melt and difficult to melt, indicating that it is a treasure. If it is melted and absorbed, then its strength will be raised to a higher level.

At this time, Qin Chaoyu in the back was closing her eyes and exercising, she was communicating with her own spiritual object, Jin Wushi, waiting for the right time to attack.

Liu Yi and her naturally have a tacit understanding, and now they have no clue about dealing with the Weeping Blood Golden Crow like this.

Qin Chaoyu has a golden crow stone, and since the golden crow stone has a sense of it, there may be a way to deal with it.

Liu Yi said to Lian Yan and Mu Qingshuang: "You don't have to attack, pay attention to guarding against the fires on the periphery, just don't let them get close." ”

"Its eerie flames melt blades and channel power to our own use, and if those swords of yours were absorbed by him, we wouldn't be able to deal with it. Lian Yan reminded a little anxiously.

When her Ten Thousand Swords Heart was broken, he understood why the Yishui Sect didn't let people in in the first place. This monster who can deal with it.

She saw that Liu Yi's unification was very strong, but the stronger she was, the more afraid she was of being absorbed by the Weeping Blood Golden Crow.

She didn't know what level this monster could have risen to at that time.

"Don't worry, it won't melt. Liu Yi is still confident in Guiyi.

You must know that this is a treasure coveted by the "Heavens", no matter how strong this Crying Blood Golden Crow is, it cannot be compared to the "Heavens", it can burn the unity to shine, which is already the limit.

Seeing that Liu Yi was so insistent, Lian Yan had no choice but to let him, and he was on guard against the dark blue flames surrounding them.

Liu Yi didn't believe that the weeping blood golden crow could melt and become one, so he continued to differentiate the sword blade.

The weeping blood golden crow didn't believe that he couldn't melt it, so he didn't refuse to come, and all of them froze.

The two of them were at such a stalemate that eventually, the sky above them was filled with frozen blades.

It's in the ice, but it emits a dazzling light.

The divided Guiyi was quickly frozen, and after freezing, those Guiyi and Liu Yi lost control.

There is no need to control it, but it reduces the burden on him, and he can differentiate and unify more calmly.

And the weeping blood golden crow is getting more and more tired, there are too many of them, and they have not been able to melt.

It always felt like it was just one step away, just a little bit closer to being able to melt.

That's it, but it can't break through.

At this time, Qin Chaoyu suddenly urged the golden crow stone, and above her head, a round of red sun appeared, and in the red sun, it was a three-legged golden crow.

The red sun flew towards the weeping blood golden crow, and the three-legged golden crow was extremely excited, as if it had seen a big feast.

(End of chapter)